Spell Of Recollection

Night - black crystal
Moon faded long ago
Someone's sorrow has gushed tear
Someone's face has gone

Many shadows have gone past
And it seems to me
That someone's breath has left

Life is going by like a smoke
Leaving behind a stripe of recollection
And only tear will leave
In your grave

But I love the speel of recollection
Sad charm of the past
And I wonder in thoughts
Over the way forging from bronze

That night - the wind went mad
That night - the moon darkened